I have this same dream over and over when under pressure. I am to be in a play. Everyone around me has on their costumes, their lines have been memorized, they are in places. I however am dressed in my every day clothes, I don't know where to stand, and I know that I have not even looked over my script much less memorized it. Regardless of my lack of preparation the curtain opens and I wake up - freaking out. Some wake up right after I open up my mouth- and -Nothing. Sometimes I wake up when the curtain opens.
Somehow the more I choose to not blog- the more I feel I have lost my footing- the fear of the curtain opening. But I chose to ignore it and taking the plunge. OH for the love of Pete Cylinda please stop blogging about blogging. Okay- 'nough said.
The girls were not happy to head to bed tonight- oh the dread of the first day back at school. I can still remember that feeling in the pit of my stomach when vacation and lazy days were over. My girls have taken full advantage of their last hours of vacation and have kicked into not moving mode!
So nothing going on here- I am getting my lessons ready for the MK class at BOTT which starts in two weeks, have been getting caught up on other MK lovely items, we are closing on a house in two weeks, and I have not packed box 1.
Seanna and I were in the picture taking mode the other night so to liven up this